She's receiving hospice care now.
Since I am struggling with words, I am going to resort to pictures. Art and photography and music are balm when my words fail me. Right now I cannot even find the right music, but I have collected art and photos over the past few years that right now seem to fit.
This one is pure expression of joy. Love it! and it seems to fit, as my hero-mom's name is Joy.
And finally I find some words, from an old poem:
True love is a durable fire, in the mind ever burning
Never sick, never old, never dead,
From itself never turning.
-Sir Walter Raleigh